Wednesday, February 25, 2009

When I used to bartend. Part 2

Guy: Can I get a Chivas 18 rocks and a…

Me: We are out of Chivas 18.

Guy: Out? Are you sure?

Me: Yeah, sorry.

Guy: (to his friend) They are out of 18.

Friend: Out?

Me: Yeah. Out.

Friend: Completely out?

Me: Yeah, I mean I don’t throw out bottles of scotch with 2 ounces left in them.

Guy: Can you look? Are you sure you are out?

Me: I looked hours ago, I am not going to look again. We will have some on Tuesday. (I show him my order sheet)

Friend: You gotta have some back there.

Me: Okay, we have it. Just 1 on the rocks or 2?

Guy: I thought you said you didn’t have any?

Me: I did, and you didn’t believe me, so I thought I would see if you just don’t believe what you don’t want to hear or you don’t believe anything that you hear.

Guy: I want to see the manager.

Me: I am the manager. I have (naming 3 or 4 better scotches) but we are out of 18 until Tuesday.

Guy: Talisker. Rocks. And a Dewer’s and water.

Me: Talisker? Are you sure?

Guy: Dude…just get our drinks.

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